"It's you, aunt, please come in!"

"Shh

Madame Yuan pressed her finger to her lips and shushed as if warningly. She walked into the house and closed the door with her backhand.

"I have something to talk to you about alone!" she whispered, "Qingfeng has just fallen asleep, and I don't want to alarm him." ”

"Yes, auntie, please be seated!"

Leng Yue turned around suspiciously, walked to the bed, pushed the chair in front of Mrs. Yuan, and sat on the edge of the bed by herself.

Yuan Jing sat on a chair and sat opposite Leng Yue.

For a long time, she didn't speak, just sat quietly. She was looking at Leng Yue very carefully and seriously.

Although the motive for talking was not pure, although she was preconceived, and although she had a prejudice against her at the beginning, seeing the cold moon on the other side still made her eyes light up unconsciously, and she had to secretly praise in her heart and praise her son's breezy eyes.

A simple home dress, old goods from decades ago, but, wearing it on her, it is so elegant, so atmospheric, so noble and so captivating! Look at the person in front of her, her hair is casually draped, wet, her face is white, refreshing and tender, there is no makeup at all, but it is as fresh as the morning flower dew!

Her image is really good, there is nothing to say.

Or, as her husband Yuan Bo said, she is pure and beautiful, and she has no connection with the wind and dust girl. But, she is the kind of woman who makes her son injured, in a place where dragons and snakes are mixed in nightclubs, and a woman who makes men jealous!

"You're beautiful!"

Mrs. Yuan's eyes condensed a strange taste, as if she wanted to see every cell in her body clearly.

"Oh, auntie, you too...... It's beautiful. ”

Leng Yue replied politely, her eyes were soft.

She stared at Madame Yuan, facing each other in close quarters.

A black cheongsam, tall and slender figure, a man in his fifties, but his skin is still delicate and tight, and his eyes are still dark and deep - déjà vu. That's right, like the eyes of a breeze.

The hair is loosely tied up in a bun at the back of the head, lightly powdered, noble and elegant.

"Y-like the breeze?"

Mrs. Yuan's words went straight to the point.

"Yes!" Leng Yue did not hesitate and was very honest. "Yes, aunt!" she said.

"He ...... the breeze" Yuan Jing's face suddenly froze, and his eyes were also scorching. "Like you?"

"Well, you should ask your son!"

Hearing Leng Yue's soft and hard answer, Yuan Jing could almost feel the overwhelming arrogance of Leng Yue.

"May I ask, where do your parents work?" Yuan Jing suddenly changed the subject.

"Aunt......

Leng Yue groaned for a moment and bit her lip hesitantly.

How can you tell Qingfeng's mother, you can't tell the truth, right?

"I ...... Without parents, I was a ...... Orphan. She said so.

Yuan Jing stared at her with wide eyes, waiting to hear what was going on.

"Many years ago, I grew up in a welfare home. I studied and studied there until I graduated from university, and I am still there today. So, I don't know who my parents are or my real name. The director of the welfare home said that I was placed in front of the welfare home on a very cold, crescent night. That's why the dean named me Leng Yue! To this day, I've been calling it ever since. ”

She made up her own story in one breath.

Looking at Mrs. Yuan in a daze, Leng Yue continued:

"I'm probably ...... It's a fan, a fan whose origin is unknown!"

Yuan Jing's eyes widened.

That vision, in addition to surprise, also flickered with a cold and faint light.

"Thank you for your candor!"

Yuan Jing smiled bitterly.

"I think that such an honest person should be sensitive, intelligent, and knowledgeable. You should know that an excellent family, an excellent young man, is impossible to accept a 'fan'!"

Hearing Mrs. Yuan's objection so bluntly, Leng Yue was not surprised, she had already been mentally prepared, smiled, and her eyes became dark and dark.

"Did this mystery scare you? Auntie!"

"Of course it scares me!" Yuan Jing's eyes pressed against Leng Yue, looking at her from top to bottom. "Moreover, it's not just this 'fan' background that scares me, I'm scared from the first day you appeared at my house!"

"I didn't see that my aunt's courage was so small!"

Leng Yue smiled lightly, her back straightened, and her eyes began to have the color of 'armed'.

"Miss Cold Moon......"

Yuan Jing looked at her carefully, and then looked at her.

She was pondering, measuring, thinking about what to say, the effect would be better. Her expression was changing, and her eyes were suddenly filled with deep trouble.

"Miss Leng Yue, one day you will also be a mother, when your child makes a detour, or, if you go astray, you will know how little courage you have. Because of mother's love...... It's a very strange thing. No matter how old the child is, the happiness of his life is to hold your heart like that, so that you can't help but be timid!"

Yuan Jing sighed helplessly.

"My breeze, he is my baby!" she sighed, "when he was a baby, I held him, looked at his beautiful little face, I said, I want you to grow up well, all the way to grow up, grow into a handsome and dashing man." Especially, I was able to marry a daughter-in-law who I was satisfied with......!

A wave of excitement hit her, and she choked, making her voice so sad.

As a result, he chose left and right, and no one was pleasing to the eye, until he was thirty years old. Unexpectedly, one day, I found a ......" she couldn't go on.

"One, you're not satisfied, are you?"

Leng Yue's face was a little pale, and she turned her head away to hide the despair and sadness in her heart.

"Miss Leng Yue, if you like someone, you should call him happy!" Yuan Jing paused and pondered for a moment. "Including: the happiness of his family and parents! He should be free from any burden! Including: psychological burden and life burden! So I ask you to give him freedom, give him a smooth road, and give him a happy and peaceful life!"

Madame Yuan stood up.

"If the breeze brings you any financial losses, as long as you open your mouth, we ...... You'll be satisfied. ”

Hearing Yuan Jing's last words, Leng Yue's cheeks turned red.

She felt that she had been insulted and provoked! She also stood up and said decisively:

"Yes, aunt, I will listen to you, and I will definitely give him freedom! As for the loss...... I think, aunt, you can't afford it! Besides, I don't need to! After bothering you for so many days, you have lost a lot! However, it doesn't matter, I will repay you by mail! Also, when others talk to you, they probably have to pay lawyer's fees, and I have taken advantage of it today, so I will take advantage of it and say goodbye!" She finished speaking in one breath, her thinking was clear, soft and hard.

"Cold Moon!"

Yuan Jing shook.

She stopped her.

"Please feel the heart of being a parent!" Yuan Jing followed. "Please forget Qingfeng, don't look for him again! On your terms, you will find a better man than Qingfeng!"

Leng Yue, who had already walked to the door, heard Mrs. Yuan's words, she turned her head with a cold and faint light in her eyes.

"Don't worry! From now on, I have nothing to do with him!" she said coldly: "If there must be a relationship, I have an enemy relationship with him!

She opened the door and prepared to leave.

Madame Yuan followed her, and suddenly thought of a problem, a very difficult problem, that is, Qingfeng! She was very afraid that Qingfeng would suddenly wake up at this time, and would suddenly appear! She was very afraid that something would happen to them when they met, so she hurriedly added:

"You—don't say goodbye to the breeze!Because he's just gone to sleep! Don't do it again!Don't see each other again!Because I don't want you to be along!"

Leng Yue bit her lip, she used great restraint to restrain herself from saying words that hurt Qingfeng's mother, restraining her tears from pouring down, and restraining her urge to see Qingfeng's last side.

"Don't worry!"

She looked at Mrs. Yuan and suddenly chuckled.

"Though I am in a very heavy and bad mood now, allow me to praise you!" she chuckled and said, "You are really a good mother! Iron lady with iron mouth and steel teeth in the lawyers! I am convinced! I am willing to bow down! Under the influence of your courage and resourcefulness, it seems that I must rush over for a noon tea! Bye-bye-"

She beckoned, rushed down the stairs in one go, and came downstairs in one go.

It's over, it's all over...... Now, she's going back...... Back to where you belong. Or should she hide, stay away...... Hide where no one is!

"Kid!"

Yuan Bo called her.

"You...... Is this going to go?"

Yuan Bo, who was preparing to go to work next to the car downstairs, saw Leng Yue, who was pale, rushed down quickly and urgently, and he knew that his wife must have said something.

Yuan Bo thought of his son Qingfeng, and thought that he finally fell in love with a girl and was driven away like this, and he suddenly felt a little unbearable. Moreover, the girl came and went in a hurry, and she was seriously ill...... At the moment before parting, Yuan Bo actually felt a faint sadness.

Leng Yue stood still, looking at Yuan Bo with a kind face, she suddenly felt vulnerable, and tears almost fell.

"Yes, uncle! I should go back after bothering me these days! Thank you for your hospitality, thank you for having a doctor for me, thank you!"

"I'll send you, send you back, okay?"

"No, no! I'll just take a taxi back." ”

Leng Yue turned to leave, but, just a few steps, she stopped and turned back.

"Uncle, take care, please tell Qingfeng ......" She thought for a moment, tears flashing in her eyes: "Tell him that I'm fine...... It's just that you can't contact him if you have to go out for a while. Ask him to ...... Forgive!"

looked at Leng Yue's back as she turned to leave...... Yuan Bo's eyes suddenly became wet.

Or, it was the despair and sadness in Leng Yue's eyes, or the pale and haggard face of her face, or maybe this stunning girl would no longer belong to their Yuan family from now on.

In short, on the occasion of parting, people's feelings are always fragile.